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broken heart poem

up from the meadows rich with corn
who will be naming the wind
we lay
to be able to see every side of every question
with lips blood red and heart of stone
by the rude bridge
i do not pray for peace
where shall i find you
it was the autumn of the year
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
do not turn your head
you are beautiful and faded

 



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